Fucking hell, just watch your back if you've got business with him. You'll get yourself burned if you have ties to close to him one day. I just know it. Fuck, you're supposed to be a Slytherin...
I'm not going to hurt Liam, you twat. I just would have liked to have had some idea of where he was going, and some forewarning. At least I could have told Liam to watch out for Theo, but it seems the cretin wants to buy his way into my son's life.
He's five and a half. He only says he's six. If Verity wants to buy him a pony for his sixth birthday, then that is her choice, but there are no stables here, and I'm not building any. You know I converted the old stables here into a broom workshop. It's a much better use of my space.
Definitely pissy. I can tell. Mate, in the unlikely event that I'll ever have more children, I'd make you a godfather in a heartbeat. That's if you don't stop taking my son places without telling me first!
Yes, but I doubt you've shagged Malfoy. Somehow, I don't think that's going to happen. Twat.